the walk of shame
i think everyone at my church comes individually. we don't have that big of a congregation, but our parking lot can't hold all the cars, nor can the block our church is on (esp right now with one side parking). this is a problem for those of us who are perpetually late. as i was walking the block from my car one time, i heard one of the girls refer to it as the walk of shame, as we who are late are forced to be on display for the whole neighborhood, and, when church is over, for the whole church, as they drive by while we are still walking to our cars. i found that fitting, and have thought of it that way ever since.
lately i've taken to parking around the corner, as it's closer than having to park on the next block up. while our church is on the corner, however, it's still a third of a block to the door. and today i was wearing my hooker boots. and it's been a little warmer lately, so snow has melted, and now refrozen into ice on the sidewalk. and in that stretch walking by the church to the door, there are no little outlets like there would be if there were houses, so i couldn't get back out to the street where it wasn't icy.
so i got to do a nice little shuffle step, but it couldn't completely be a shuffle step cuz it wasn't smooth ice, so if i hit a bump i would go flying forward. i was walking extremely gingerly, hoping to not die. meanwhile, coming up behind me was an 18-year-oldish guy from my church who had parked around the corner on the other side of the street. as he caught up with me, i moved to the side a bit, since he was obviously going faster than i, and said, 'i don't know why girls insist on wearing these stupid shoes.' and he replied, 'especially in this weather.' and kept walking.
he kept walking! i was so mad. well, not mad. just a tad indignant. all i could think was, 'if you were plaid, you would've offered me your arm. but no...' in all fairness, he didn't know me, and is young, and did hold the door for me when i got there. and in all fairness, i was late. if i want plaid to escort me, i have to get there on time, cuz he always is. although, if i got there on time, i would have a better parking spot, so i wouldn't need anyone to escort me.
at any rate, i couldn't help but wish this boy would've saved the day. it would've made this story a lot better.
lately i've taken to parking around the corner, as it's closer than having to park on the next block up. while our church is on the corner, however, it's still a third of a block to the door. and today i was wearing my hooker boots. and it's been a little warmer lately, so snow has melted, and now refrozen into ice on the sidewalk. and in that stretch walking by the church to the door, there are no little outlets like there would be if there were houses, so i couldn't get back out to the street where it wasn't icy.
so i got to do a nice little shuffle step, but it couldn't completely be a shuffle step cuz it wasn't smooth ice, so if i hit a bump i would go flying forward. i was walking extremely gingerly, hoping to not die. meanwhile, coming up behind me was an 18-year-oldish guy from my church who had parked around the corner on the other side of the street. as he caught up with me, i moved to the side a bit, since he was obviously going faster than i, and said, 'i don't know why girls insist on wearing these stupid shoes.' and he replied, 'especially in this weather.' and kept walking.
he kept walking! i was so mad. well, not mad. just a tad indignant. all i could think was, 'if you were plaid, you would've offered me your arm. but no...' in all fairness, he didn't know me, and is young, and did hold the door for me when i got there. and in all fairness, i was late. if i want plaid to escort me, i have to get there on time, cuz he always is. although, if i got there on time, i would have a better parking spot, so i wouldn't need anyone to escort me.
at any rate, i couldn't help but wish this boy would've saved the day. it would've made this story a lot better.
posted by melilotnfosco | 6:29 PM
8 Comments:
Boys. I guess he wanted to teach you that you really don't need to wear hooker boots to look nice? ;)
Plaid's probably not the norm. :)
A post about Plaid! I've missed him!
That boy should totally have helped you. Some people's children! What is this world coming to! Back in my day, boys would...
:)
I'm totally embracing this whole old thing!
plaid should be the norm. although that would mean that the norm would never have any interest in me, so maybe not.
and kimberly, the post is not about plaid, it is about the fact that this boy was not gallant, which is sadly typical.
it is also about the fact that i need to learn to be on time for church so as to avoid the walk of shame.
I should have been more clear- "a post in which Plaid is mentioned"
I had been thinking to ask you how he was doing- if he was still in town etc. since we hadn't heard about him in a long time, and then you posted quite conveniently.
You should just get Plaid to pick you up.
You'd always be on time and you'd have someone to help you with the ice.
Problem solved.
You're welcome. ;)
you're such a good hussy for me. ;P i'd be way out of the way for him, though.
out of the way? pish posh. has grandma taught you nothing? if you're in the car, it's not out of the way.
but back to the 18-year-old. he was rude. sadly, it's largely because of women that men act that way. when some women are ungrateful and snarky when men do a kind deed for them (and yes, some women are - just ask my brother), men stop trying.
i know. but i'm not one of those women! it's not fair!
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